Bengaluru, India
Sanam's POV
"Sanam, wake up, you're already getting late," hearing this, despite not wanting to, my eyes opened. I checked the time; it was 7:00 AM. "Who wakes up so early?" I murmured as I sat up. "It's seven already, but you have to go to college today, right? After the summer vacation, college is starting again today. And my girl, you're 19 now; time to act a bit more mature," my mom said, hearing which I smiled.
"I'm coming, mom. Just give me 10 minutes," I said and quickly headed to the bathroom. A little while later, after freshening up, I stepped out. It's me, Sanam Mehra, daughter of Jia Mehra, my mom. Though she's strict about certain things, she's really sweet overall-an interesting single mom who raised me by herself. She has a 9 to 5 job, and we are happy, just the two of us.
"Mom, quickly give me breakfast. I'm really hungry, and then I have to go to college, as you said," I spoke while sitting at the dining table and saw mom coming with the food. "You know what, Sanam? Sometimes I worry about you. What will happen to you?" mom said while serving me food and then went back to the kitchen.
"Nothing will happen, mom. I'm very happy, and with me, everything will be fine," I said and started eating. After breakfast, I said bye to mom and then left for college.
In an abandoned factory...
A man was lying on the ground, and a woman was standing beside him, crying and looking at him. Meanwhile, a man stood with his back towards them, smoking a cigarette and looking forward.
Then, another man arrived and asked, "VK, what should we do with him?"
"Nothing. Just kill him. Those who are of no use to me have no reason to live. They are useless," VK turned sharply and looked at the man lying in front of him.
The injured man pleaded, "Please sir, don't kill me, please. I'll try to complete my work. Please spare me and my wife."
VK responded, "If I let you go, then what about the fear of me? It's essential to instill fear in people. If there's no fear of VK, people will try to step over me, which I dislike. So, you have to die," saying this, VK extended his hand towards Mayank.
Mayank quickly placed a gun in VK's hand. Before Khanna could say anything, VK shot him directly in the head. Khanna was dead on the spot.
His wife screamed and cried, to which VK remarked, "I absolutely dislike this crying and wailing," and then he killed Khanna's wife as well.
Mayank said to VK, "I will take care of the bodies. Don't worry, you won't see any trace of them here."
VK left the place immediately, got into his car, and then his phone rang. He checked his phone and a wicked smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered.
On the other end, a woman's voice asked, "Where are you? You forget that you are my husband."
With an evil smile, VK replied, "No, sweetheart, I never forget that I am your husband. But the thing is, you don't satisfy me. And if you can't satisfy me, there's no need for me to come to you, Mrs. Ishani Khurana."
"You will never change," Ishani said and hung up the call.
VK threw his phone aside and started the car.
Christ University
Sanam's POV
After a long class, I was sitting in the canteen waiting for Niyati, my crazy friend who hadn't arrived yet. "Where has this girl gone? She always makes me wait," I murmured as I checked my phone. "I am here, please don't be angry," I heard and turned to see Niyati approaching my table.
As Niyati sat down, I said, "You know what, Niyati? You are crazy. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Niyati smiled and replied, "Sorry, please don't be angry. I have something to tell you, listen carefully."
"Okay, tell me. I am listening," I said, taking a bite of my sandwich and then looked at Niyati.
Niyati excitedly said, "You know, a new club has opened. We are going there tonight."
"Absolutely not. I don't like your habit of going to clubs. It must be some new expensive VIP club. You know mom doesn't allow me for such things, but I won't go," I said sternly, glaring at Niyati, and then continued enjoying my sandwich.
"You have to go because I am saying so," Niyati said, snatching my sandwich from my hand. "If I go, what will I get?" I asked, looking at Niyati.
Niyati paused for a moment and then said, "What do you want? From my side, a guitar for sure."
Hearing Niyati's words, a big smile appeared on my face. After my mom, if there was anything I loved the most, it was singing. And the third thing was psychology because I was studying it, so I had to like it. Mom wanted me to become a psychologist, which is why I chose psychology, and now I am here.
"Okay, so we are going tonight. Pick me up from home," I said.
Hearing my words, Niyati's smile grew even wider, and we engaged in conversation until all our college classes were over, and then we left for home. When I reached home, mom was not there because of her 9 to 5 job, which she couldn't leave.
As soon as I received Niyati's message at night, I got ready. At that moment, I was standing in front of the dressing table, wearing a red bodycon dress.
"Wow, Sanam Mehra, you are looking so beautiful," I said, giving myself a flying kiss, then smiled and walked out of the bedroom.
Downstairs, I left a note on the fridge for mom and then left since mom had two to three extra hours of work today.
A little while later, Niyati and I were in front of a new VIP club in Bengaluru called Heaven Club.
"Niyati, this place looks very expensive," I said, looking at her.
Niyati smiled and replied, "That's why we are here. Don't worry about money, Sanam. I am here."
Hearing this, I nodded because Niyati wasn't just any normal girl but the daughter of a wealthy father, Niyati Rawal, and my friend.
As we entered, I looked around. The place was noisy, and then my gaze stopped at a couple making out.
"Oh my God, this is amazing," Niyati whispered.
"That's not amazing. That's shamelessness, Niyati," I retorted, glaring at her, and then walked towards the bar counter.
Sitting on a stool, I looked towards Niyati, who had gone to the stage and was dancing with someone. Seeing this, I shook my head. Then, the bartender came over and asked, "Hi, beautiful. Do you want something?" Smiling, I replied, "I don't drink. Just orange juice or apple juice, anything will do." The bartender smiled and said, "Of course, beautiful. Wait a moment." My gaze was now roaming around.
Suddenly, my eyes landed on a spot that was the VIP area, separated by glass walls. Inside, blue dim lights were on; nothing was clearly visible, but it was apparent that some strippers and other people were inside. After a while, my drink arrived. As I enjoyed my drink, I felt like someone was watching me.
"What the hell, Sanam, you're thinking too much. You need to freshen up," I muttered to myself, placed my glass on the counter, and headed straight to the restroom.
Shortly after freshening up, as soon as I exited the restroom, I suddenly bumped into someone. Before I could fall, someone tightly grabbed my waist and pulled me close. "I'm sorry, actually-" I stopped abruptly and started looking at the man standing in front of me.
He is a man. This man was looking at me with his dark eyes as if he was about to devour me. He looked very dangerous, and suddenly, I didn't know why, but I started feeling scared.
"I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't paying attention. Actually, I was coming from freshening up."
"Shhh, relax, baby girl. I haven't said anything, right?" Hearing this man's dark and husky voice, my heart rate skyrocketed.
I was feeling very uncomfortable from his gaze and voice; I just wanted to run away from there by any means.
"I am sorry, I think I should go. You're not saying anything, but I want to go. Leave me," I said, trying to free myself.
However, this man tightened his grip on my waist so much that it started to hurt. I looked at him with frightened and tearful eyes, and seeing this, an odd smile appeared on his face.
"Please let me go, sir. You are hurting me," I said, and tears began to stream down my face.
Then suddenly, this man leaned towards my face, looked into my tear-filled eyes for a moment, and then, leaning closer to my ear, he whispered, "Go, baby girl, just go away. Run as far as you can. Because now, I'm gonna catch you." Saying this, he released me the next moment.
I looked at the man for a few moments and then immediately ran away from there. After getting out, I quickly reached the stage. I saw Niyati, who was busy with someone. I couldn't stay there anymore; I was feeling very weird. I immediately ran away from there.
**Vansh's POV**
"Mayank, that girl in the little red dress, I want all her details. Find out who she came with, what she was here for, any fling, and one-night stand-everything from her birth till today, I need all the news," I said.
Mayank looked at me in surprise for a moment and then slowly said, "Okay, boss. I'll find out now," and then he left.
I picked up the glass of wine in front of me and then said, "Baby girl, my little red dress girl, you know what? I'm a lion that doesn't search for its prey, but the prey comes to me. And you, my girl, you came right in front of me. One touch, and I just can't control myself. I want to touch you very badly," saying this, I closed my eyes, and the next moment, the image of the baby girl appeared in front of my eyes-her scared, tearful eyes, all of it was so pleasurable.
"Soon, baby girl, soon, you will see yourself on my bed," I said with an evil smile on my face.